I nod and moan yes, knowing this is what I need more than anything. “I need my men to claim me, mark me, and protect me in every way. I’m theirs and they are mine, and together there is nothing we can’t tackle and overcome.
He slips his slick fingers inside me, pumping in and out a couple times before lining up his cock and sliding home. He and O’Dell instantly find a rhythm, alternating their strokes to keep me stretched and full.
“Oh God.” I groan around Kerr’s cock, but he’s not letting me go, his fingers threaded through my hair as he fucks my mouth.
“I love your mouth, Kitten. So fucking amazing.”
I look up and try to smile, swallowing down saliva when I can. Dem reaches around me and circles my clit as O’Dell grips my hips, pumping his cock up into me hard. My men know how to move in and out of me beautifully, and it doesn’t take long until I’m panting, another orgasm threatening to crest over.
“Yes, come for us, Cupcake.” O’Dell growls, his fingers digging into my flesh.
Dem comes with me, shooting deep into my ass as O’Dell pumps into me from underneath, chasing his own release. I cry out in ecstasy, my fist tightening around Kerr, stroking and encouraging him to finish with us. It takes him another thirty seconds as aftershocks tremor through my pussy before Kerr releases his load, his seed hitting the back of my throat. Once he’s finished, I let him go and collapse onto O’Dell’s chest, panting for breath.
Dem collapses next to us, his hand coming up to stroke my back while Kerr settles himself on the other side, smiling at me.
Our beautiful Angel, playful Kitten, and tasty Cupcake—all in one. Love you to the moon and back, Kyra.
I love you, all of you.
My men, my husbands, the fathers of our child.
Together, there is nothing we can’t face.
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